There was a man creeping through Lowe's garden center yesterday. He was wearing khaki cargo pants and a dress shirt. It looked like he was there on business. Slow and determined.
He stopped to consider every plant. He would caress their leaves, scribble in his yellow notepad and move on. Quiet and careful. He wasn't there to buy anything. Not yet.
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